Four Turkeys, 65" x 64"
vintage fabrics, repurposed household items, rusted linen and cotton
Sandy's Thanksgiving holiday memories, not many good ones, but a cheery veneer. I always felt holidays were fraught with disaster: see bottom panel. This most likely if the root of my overdoing holidays at my own house and still feeling empty and unfulfilled after. OK, Therapy R Us here. Now that I don't have to do the big family deal anymore I am so happy to just plain not do ANYTHING and enjoy a day off to hang out. Of course this isn't how I *should* feel so I make my stuffing and go to whoever is doing it this year and smile, then retreat to the kitchen to do dishes. I'm a silent butler, but still on edge waiting for that next shoe to drop.
Note to self, rip this thing off the wall and remove the border! Note from self: OK.
PS- you should have seen what I did at Christmas! Let's just say that I always exited the festivities and ended up lying on the wood floor with back spasms in private. But that's a whole other overachievers quilt, isn't it? As soon as I figure out how to add the Chipmunk Christmas album mp3 and a few strings of little LED lights to a quilt I'll start working. My last quilt with Christmas tree lights doesn't light up anymore, but it's seen 20+ years of passive aggressive protest. I need some new technology.
Hard to decide who to root for in this fight since I am also a raven fan, but you gotta admit the squirrel is a loyal little guy and seems to get the final say.
To not appear the total holiday asshole, I do a few charity things now, throw some money around and put in a bit of effort and it really helps get past this attitude. I just didn't want to leave you thinking I wallow too deeply anymore, basically I just avoid and it works well.